a little poetry

Do you believe in
everything you see?
Could it not be

all that you see
was meant to deceive,
you from yours

Your feeble mind,
those helpless eyes

Passed those trusting lips
and gullible gums
Can you stomach,
what wicked this way comes?

All the lies
with no disguise
no sugar coating
to keep it from hurting

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